All N My Grill

Don't explain, you never changeSame old thing, same old gameSay ya want to be wit' meBut show me my ringBaby, let me thinkI been in the coldThe story untold, about to unfoldHow do you expect meTo ever believe you want be wit' me

Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)

Talk is talk, and talk is cheapTell it to her, don't say it to meCuz I know I'm in controlSee Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too oldGo 'head, with your gamesDon't ever come back to me againWhere you go, remember meI'm the best thing in history

Aight, uhWhy you all in my grill?I'm thinkin' it's time to chillYeah, but you on a drill, thoughI couldn't even step out the baby blue BonnevilleCuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriendAnd people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalkerLike Darth Vader takes a SkywalkerI told you I was the street talkerIt ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret'sAnd your Frederick'sYou wanted the Waldorf AstoriaBut instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain youTo give you to the "G", and never claim youMe and Missy, we get it straight pissin'Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs tooYou blamin' who? You namin' who?I know you ain't bringin' that lame crewBig Boi, they the phat sacksShe pretty D, all they same, booBut I'm backed by the Dungeon FamilySo you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' meCuz I will jab thee, and slam theeAnd Bobby Boochet yo' ass, GYeah, yeah